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Declan's spent most of the day walking around the city because while it's not his London, it's London and he's missed it terribly. The streets are mostly the same as the ones he knows from home, at least, and it's nostalgic to wander around and know this was where James Watson had grown up and lived the most important years of his life. He misses James terribly when he's home because the UK Sanctuary is his home and wandering around and not seeing it in this version of London tugs at him a little.

He ends up at Kate's hut, or what was her hut, anyway, and waits just outside on the stoop for a bit to see if she'll come home. If not, he'll let himself in but he likes to respect her privacy. He's not really a fan of the Victorian clothes but he concedes to it since there's no other option and he's sporting a tweed suit and an overcoat that would have made James proud.

Besides, it's James' fault that he even knows how to tie a cravat to begin with. He'd have loved this.

Date: 2011-12-05 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate hears the odd catch in his voice, but she's not sure what to do about it. They suck at talking, but if something's wrong... She pulls back, biting her lip and looking at him, expression soft. Her fingers slip through his hair. "You doing okay, babe? Magnus is eating this up, but she's kind of weird like that. I don't...just, you know, if you're not or you want to talk about it or anything, it's okay."

Date: 2011-12-05 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate kisses him again softly and shifts, fitting herself into his lap and his arms. She's not very good at the whole comforting thing, but it's easier with him than Magnus. With him she can make herself quiet and let him hold onto her, even if it makes her feel things that she'd kind of rather not deal with.

"It sucks, babe. I'm sorry. I wish it was him too, if that means anything. Maybe he'll come, sometime?" Going home isn't gonna help with James, since he's dead. Score one good thing about the island. "I wish you were spending the holidays with your family. Then I could come see you at New Year's or something and totally fail at being appropriate. It'd be fun."

Date: 2011-12-05 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"I never had a place to go for the holidays." It's awkward. Talking. But he needs to and she's pretty sure that listening is in the girlfriend contract. She shifts again so she can rub his chest with her hand. Hers always aches when she's talking about shit like this, so maybe it'll be soothing or something. "Which sucked sometimes but I was used to it. I think it must suck a lot worse to grow up with all that and have it taken away."

Date: 2011-12-06 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"I'm fine, babe." Kate leans up to kiss his jaw. He's too damned sweet for his own good. "More worried about you right now." Being small has some advantages for being a girlfriend, she's figured out. As long as she's careful with the heels of her boots - which she is - she can curl right up to him like a kitten. "You were talking about James. Your stories are a hell of a lot less boring than Magnus and Will's. Talk if you want. I'm not much good with headshrinking but I can listen."

Date: 2011-12-06 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"You've never had to sit in a room with her when she's obviously telling stories to Will." Kate flashes him a soft little grin. "You're talking to me. That makes you a thousand times more interesting before you even open your mouth."

Besides, he's touching her. That's the best thing in her life right now.

"I don't think there's scotch in this place but I can go find a bottle of something if you want. You can tell me stories about the Five." That's the only good thing about Victorian London so far. Real alcohol.

Date: 2011-12-07 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Before she uncurls from his lap, Kate gives him a long look, searching for the clues for the right moves. She doesn't know how to read him like this. She's not Will. Just a good con. There's no game here and she's at a loss.

She leans up and kisses him again, soft and as affectionate as she knows how to be. "Be right back, okay?"

Date: 2011-12-07 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
It takes her a few minutes to find glasses in her new kitchen. She does sort of like having one. Maybe she'll see about one of the newer huts if this ever changes back. It better change back. Having a fireplace and everything in the house is nice, but it's really fucking with Declan.

Kate comes back a few minutes later with two crystal goblets and an open bottle of red wine. She's not a wine drinker at all, but if it's what Declan wants, she doesn't mind.

"Here, babe," she says softly, almost uncertain. Maybe Declan's not the only one this is fucking with after all.

Date: 2011-12-07 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate hands him her glass to hold for a minute, unlaces her boots and then slips them off. She sits on the couch again, not him, and tucks her feet under her before reaching for the glass again.

"Not that weird, babe. You loved him a lot. Makes sense to me that it wouldn't matter he was a guy."

Date: 2011-12-07 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
He's said it before, when she admitted to having fallen for Magnus. But it's still funny, and she smiles at him and shifts a little closer. "Too bad you're not my head of house, babe. Rings have nothing to do with how far I'd take it."

She's just teasing and playing a little, trying to lighten his mood a little.

Date: 2011-12-07 06:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"As I recall, it involved a lot of working under you," she reminds him and takes a sip of her wine like the idea isn't so fucking hot she can't stand it. "I guess there could be rings involved...cockrings, nipple rings, D-rings on collars." Yeah, Kate can feel her eyes smoldering.

Date: 2011-12-07 06:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Ohgod. Her eyes darken fast and fingers curl tighter around her wine glass. Not exactly what she was talking about but... "I might, yeah. Never really thought about it. Kind of dangerous in a fight. Not gonna lie and say I don't like what the idea's doing to you, though."

Date: 2011-12-07 06:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate half chokes on her wine, and her eyebrows climb straight up into her hairline. "Because I'm not always already running hot for you, you want me to pierce my clit?" She's not ticked or anything. More just...surprised. It's so not like him, but he's completely hot over the idea. And getting flushed. "I'm not saying no, but being turned on in the middle of a fight's a hell of a distraction."

There are a lot less permanent ways to give him the same thrill though, and now she can't stop thinking about it. Fuck.

Date: 2011-12-07 06:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
If she runs any hotter for him, she's going to spontaneously combust. Fuck. No one's ever wound her up like this.

Kate sets the wine glass on the table behind her. "I know what I want to do to you." It starts with getting her hands inside those trousers.

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